After reading the message left on the ground.
Ye Chenfeng let out a long sigh of relief. Everything just now was an illusion, but the illusion was so realistic that he couldn't distinguish it.
Furthermore, as the master of the small world, Ye Chenfeng felt emotionally stirred upon entering and seeing that scene, which made him less likely to consider it an illusion.
However, Ye Chenfeng's anger just now was real, as was the blood he spat from his mouth. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, he didn't expect that the owner of the Chaos Ring had set such a test in the small world.
If Ye Chenfeng had abandoned his unwavering belief, he would likely have been truly forsaken by the Chaos Ring.
"Kid, just now Old Black and I were blocked by a force, are you alright?" came the voice of Old White, Wu Fengxian.
